This time, Qin Fu was still asked to take fifteen ancient gods to guard the camp, leaving behind 30,000 Arhats, 5 million drones, and 10 million orc legions. The rest of the people set out with Zhang Cong to go
The snow-capped mountains rushed over.
On Mocao Peak, millions of Nether Clan are still wreaking havoc, so the opponent has no black-armored warriors stationed at all. A large number of crystal cannons have become decorations. There are not many Snow Bear warriors left on the ground, so until Zhang Cong and the others
After attacking halfway up the mountain, they were suddenly attacked by the Snow Bear Mage. It turned out that the Snow Bear Mage had also hid in a bunker that could isolate the attacks from the spirits.
Countless white-robed mages suddenly appeared from all over the snow-capped mountains. Along with them, there were countless snow bear berserkers. It can be seen from their cultivation that the surviving berserkers can reach the level of Heavenly Supreme.
, and as soon as he came out of the bunker, he immediately transformed into a madman, transforming into a black-armored bear-man about ten feet tall.
Just as the blizzard was about to form, Zhang Cong had already sacrificed the Wind-Fixing Pill. In an instant, not to mention the wind, even the air on the entire snow-capped mountain was almost still. Countless snow bear mages were stunned for a short time, and those who were shrewd quickly used other techniques.
Attack with any means, because countless iron monkeys have already rushed towards me, waving fluorescent swords in their hands.
The red-flame lightsaber emitting high-energy heat can be shot up to a hundred meters away, but it can indeed maintain a one-meter-long beam of light for a long time. This high-energy flame is enough to cut steel plates. Even the Snow Bear Berserker can't.
I don't want to be stabbed by this thing, let alone a mage with poor defense.
The Spirit Clan monks and the Arhat Legion did not release the flying evil beasts, because although there are many Snow Bears on the snow mountain, there are only a million people. There is no need to let the opponent know the details all at once. The millions released
Iron Monkey has already made the other party crazy.
At this time, Qin Yu and Xiaohua led all the spirits to fly to the other side of Molu Mountain, where it borders another mountain peak. Millions of ghosts and ice spirits were released again and began to block the ridge connecting the two mountains.
, to prevent the Snow Bear Clan from supporting.
Zhang Cong took all the Arhats and Iron Monkeys and slowly advanced up the mountainside. Countless Snow Bear mages and warriors had been killed by the attacks of Iron Monkeys and Golden Arhats, and the losses of the Holy Cult were only a few.
Iron Monkey.
Zhang Cong stood hundreds of meters in the air and used the Wind-fixing Bead to freeze the winds within a radius of hundreds of miles, forcing the Snow Bear Mage who was good at casting large-scale blizzard magic to only use ice knives, snow arrows and summoning spells, and his combat power was suddenly reduced.
Suppressed to an extremely low level, countless iron monkeys were able to shoot from a distance and use short-range skills, and used the lightsabers in their hands with great proficiency, instantly killing the monks of the Snow Bear Clan until they were running away with their heads in their hands.
At this moment, several terrifying roars suddenly came from the top of the mountain, and a giant palm fell from the sky, directly arranging a group of iron monkeys running up into the mud, and then several white lights knocked down the huge cedar forest.
A group of dozens of huge snow bears, only a hundred feet tall, had already rushed in front of Zhang Cong.
Before Zhang Cong could take action, dozens of Arhats in white clothes behind him had already collided with it. There was a loud bang, and the shock wave caused by the collision directly lifted the large group of iron monkeys away for thousands of meters. Dozens of Arhats with golden bodies were all thrown away.
They were knocked away by the huge impact, and the snow bears were also knocked to the ground, crushing large cedar trees into pieces.
These are thirteen indescribable berserkers from the Snow Bear Clan. Just looking at the physical strength, they are already stronger than the Golden Arhat. They don’t even bother to wear armor. The giant bear at the head rolled on the snow and turned into a
A burly man several feet tall, with a huge Hancheng man in his hand, Zhang Cong turned into a white light and went straight to the sky, and rushed towards him.
The person who used the Wind-Fixing Pill to suppress the wind and news within a radius of hundreds of miles was the person the Snow Bear Clan wanted to kill the most. However, Zhang Cong didn’t take him seriously at all. The Wuwu Sword in his hand suddenly stabbed him out of thin air.
A few times, a huge sword gang directly hit the Snow Bear Elder from the bottom up. With one move, the sword gang turned into a light and heavy sword with infinite weight, and directly smashed the elder back with a bang.
On the ground, a big hole was made in the frozen mountain.
Immediately, a string of dark stones was thrown out, and five snow bear elders were immediately trapped in Hua Ye's illusion formation.
Xiao Jin and Xiao Hei have been released. This time the two mythical beasts learned their lesson. As soon as Xiao Hei came out and stamped his four hooves, a huge Tai Chi diagram immediately covered the entire hillside. The elder Snow Bear was covered by the Tai Chi diagram.
Suddenly I felt like I was stuck in a quagmire, as if I was carrying a mountain on my back, and my movements immediately became slower.
Dozens of Arhats had already sacrificed all their Dharma bodies at this time. The Buddha's Dharma image filled the sky with glittering golden light, and they continued to perform hand seals, and all kinds of deadly moves were thrown at the Snow Bear Elder in the field.
The five elders who were trapped by Hua Ye's technique were already fighting to the death. Zhang Cong was still smiling and looking at the death of the five elders below, watching with relish. At this moment, the top of Mount Mosha suddenly burst into flames.
The fire broke out, and Qin Yu's laughter came from the top of the mountain. He probably found the remaining Snow Bear elders.
The remaining dozen or so Snow Bear mages on the mountain all have indescribable cultivation. However, because Zhang Cong's Wind-fixing Pearl controls the celestial phenomena, the Snow Bear Mages who rely on meteorological magic suddenly seem to be trapped. But there is no way.
He ran away, but was caught by Xiaohua and Qin Yu. Xiaohua threw out the Lihuo cover, covered the entire mountain, and set it on fire.
As the saying goes, every thing brings down another thing. The Snow Bear Mage, who was originally very good at controlling weather magic, encountered the Wind-fixing Bead and felt like he was being strangled by the neck. Then he encountered the Lihuo Shield, which was specially designed to restrain the Snow Clan, and even had no chance to run away.
None, they were all covered inside.
Once the Burning Sky Evil Fire burned, even the tops of the snow-capped mountains were burned away, and the dozens of mages were completely disintegrated, leaving nothing behind.
There were originally thirteen berserkers on the mountainside, but less than four were left. The remaining two in Zhang Cong's trap were desperately fighting each other, and the other two had been submerged by Arhat's spells. It is estimated that the golden light
Once scattered, nothing will be left.
Zhang Cong was tired of seeing it. The Wuwu Sword in his hand suddenly turned into a silver phoenix bow, and the four phoenix tail arrows turned into four rays of silver light, directly nailing two snow bear elders to death, while the two who were violently beaten by the Arhat
The mad warrior was instantly wiped out.
There are not many snow bears on Mocao Peak. Originally, the main force guarding the mountain was supposed to be black-armored orcs. Unexpectedly, Zhang Cong's Ding Fengzhu showed his power, and the Nether Clan also killed all the orcs and low-level snow bear warriors.
They were all killed. Lord Snow Bear probably didn’t expect that the Mocha Summit would be lost so quickly.
At this time, tens of millions of Nether Tribes and Ice Spirits were already rushing toward Bell Mountain behind. Zhang Cong and others were standing on the top of the burnt Mocha Peak, looking at the windy Bell Mountain in the distance and couldn't help but sneer.
, if the Snow Bear tribe still uses the same method, it is estimated that the battle situation on Mocao Mountain will be repeated again.